Some people are just bath people. I happen to be one of them! Growing up, I spent many weekends buried in bubbles, lost in a good book. Before having kids, my husband made fun of me — most nights, I’d come home from work, light a candle, and dive straight into the tub with a glass of wine. It was simply heaven after a long day.
Of course, bath time changes once kids arrive on the scene. It becomes more of a hurried necessity than an extravagant luxury. It’s a quick detour on the road map to bedtime (and a few stolen moments with the DVR and my favorite TV show). But it doesn’t have to be that way! Whether you have a normal bathtub or access to an oversized, jetted tub (one of the many perks of being a grown-up), family bath time is the ONLY way to go. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not exactly the same. (Really, what is the same post-kids?) But it’s still the perfect end to a crazy, stressful day!
Why We Have Family Bath Time
I’m just going to be frank. Most days (mainly during the school year), “family bath time” is the only way I’m getting a shower. “Round them up and hose them down” is my motto. However, I’m a morning shower person. But my kiddos are still at the age where I hate to leave them unattended for more than a minute or two at a time — for fear they might tear my house apart, brick by brick. I would have to get up before 5 a.m. to shower before everyone else would be awake. And with a new baby on the horizon, I know sleep is a (soon-to-be) precious commodity. I will take all of it I can get. So, family showers it is for the unforeseeable future! I’m choosing to embrace it.
The Benefits of Family Bath Time
Family bath time is also an excellent cure for work-from-home “mommy guilt,” especially on days when I feel like my littles have been particularly neglected. (I know, I know. It’s all in my head and totally ridiculous. But we all have THOSE days. Am I right?) Seriously, just try answering an email while in the bathtub with a 3-year-old and a 2-year-old. It’s impossible — meaning guaranteed 100% bonding time. You can’t help but pay attention to them. Otherwise, they will continuously bop you over the head with a rubber ducky. Or try to drown your iPhone. I’m speaking from experience here. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade those sweet, soapy snuggles for anything.
Sometimes, we read “water books” or practice counting and reciting the alphabet. Sometimes, when we’re feeling especially decadent, we drag the laptop or iPad into the bathroom with us and watch “Daniel Tiger“ or “Angelina Ballerina” from the tub. We sing songs, blow bubbles, and play beauty salon. We’re safe and confined. And for approximately 30 minutes per day, my world is (somewhat) controllable. We’re trapped together in the tub, and we LOVE it.
Don’t Knock It ‘Til You Try It!

Maybe this makes us weirdos. I really don’t care. I get it; eventually, my girls will become too old to bathe or shower with Mom, and we will all move on with our lives. But for now, I will relish in these special, sacred moments because life is too short. And I will take all the closeness I can get — in any way, shape, or form. Hey, don’t knock it until you try it! xoxo